Niall's P.O.V.
"Well... Anyway.. Umm this song is for you." Zayn stuttered as the music started.
"Except without all the making out." Louis added
"Said Id never leave her cause her hands fit like my t-shirt,
Tongue-tied over three words, cursed.
Running over thoughts that make my feet hurt,
Body's intertwined with her lips" Liam sang.
I knew my part was next, I was waiting for someone to come in and sing it, I surely wasn't. I'm not even in this band nor do I want to be.
Instead of moving on to the chorus, the band kept playing my part over and over agin (lol).
"We're not stopping until you sing." Harry teased.
"Well I hope you have all night, cause I'm not singing." I snapped.
I guess maybe my Irish luck had come in handy because the music stopped.
"Uuhhh, were going to have to be right back... Uh have fun with Mr. Crankypants." Louis said as he and the boys rushed off stage.
Their probably gonna get yelled at the little basturds. Good for them.
I gazed out into the audience. I missed this feeling, sometimes. Everyone was silently staring at me. The boys were still backstage and I hoped they'd stay there, maybe I could leave now.
I began to head over to where one of the guards stood when voices picked up on the microphones backstage.
Dumb twats never turned their mikes off.
"We know, we know." Harry sighed.
"Then why are you doing this." A male voice said.
"Uhhh..." Harry murmured.
"You hate him remember." The voice stated.
"Um well.." Liam began.
"Say it. Each one of you. I hate Niall." The voice interrupted.
"I hate Niall." Each of the four boys said emotionless.
"Now go out there and hurt him. Or your fired." The voice said again.
Really? Did they really just do that? My face was heating up and tears began to form in the corners of my eyes.
"Sorry bout that." Liam said into the mike as the ran back out on stage. The audience was silent. They looked over at me with the tears rolling down my cheeks. They really would rather have me be miserable then all of us together. I thought they were trying? I wasn't forgiving them before and I sure as hell won't forgive them ever.
"You forgot to turn your mikes off dumbasses." I yelled before pushing past the guards. I don't care anymore. I'm going home.
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Gahhh another short and crappy chapter. Sorry. I'm starting a new fanfic soon! Please check it out!
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Unwanted (One Direction Fanfic)
FanfictionNo one wants to be unwanted. Different. We all want to fit in, but when your different what can you do? Conform? Yes, conform. And that's just what Niall Horan did.